Stared. Sighed. Stared.
Kyle had forgotten the last time he stopped here. Sorrowful eyes glancing across the road, the lump in his throat was getting harder to be thrown down. He was looking at the few customers going in and out, Raymond doing his best to serve them. Another waiter was standing at the door, promoting the special desserts of the day, distributing the posters. DreamMare was no longer the same. It was getting discriminated. All it took was an article, and the place turned so empty in just a day. There were no any queues, no any people waiting on the list.
Suddenly, a small kid out of nowhere, dashed into the place and started messing around with the water fountain. He sprinkled, slapped, pinched the water until it almost wet the whole ground. The silence soon after was rep
